~Backstage~

Maz: Okay, just to settle something. I wanna tell anyone who read the chapter before this one, that Cynder and Flame did NOT 'do' it. They just rubbed up against each other a lot. She stopped him before he could do anything... dangerous.

Latvia: Maz... you know how you sound?

Maz: Yes, I know... but it was something I just HAD to get off my chest. Anyway, this is the next chapter... duh... I should just stop talking and get on with the typing.

Drane: *nods*

Chapter Two: Spyro and Cynder

"Then why did he say Malefor?" Terrador paced around the pool of visions, his comrades watching him impatiently.

"Relax you old fool, you said it yourself. Flame only had a nightmare."

His yellow friend's comforting didn't help. Terrador's mind was on a rampage. It tore through all the memories he had ever collected in his entire life, "It just doesn't make sense. How could he come back after that."

Cyril nodded, he had been staring at the ground quietly the entire time, "Terry has a point."

The other two guardians looked at him curiously, and the green one halted where he stood, "What?" Questioned Volteer, an eye-ridge raised.

"There is no way Malefor could come back from that explosion. Unless... something had saved him."

Both Terrador and Volteer burst into a fit of laughter, "Who in the world, would save Malefor!"

Cyril looked embarrassed, "I don't know... But I'm telling you. Some one or something, did."

Flame heard laughing coming from their room and sighed. Spyro, who sat beside him, shook his head and draped a wing over his friend's back, "Don't worry, I'm sure they aren't laughing at you. Or about you for that matter."

"Oh I know that." The red dragon looked away from Spyro and out a nearby window with an obviously pained expression, "That's not what's bothering me though."

"Really? Do tell."

Flame chuckled and turned to face his purple role model eye-to-eye, "I love... I love." For some strange reason, the words just wouldn't come out of his mouth.

"Oh no, please. By the ancestors." Spyro shook his head, took his wing off of Flame and shuffled away a few inches.

Flame gave him a strange look, "What? Is there something on my face?" It took him a couple strange thoughts, and a look at Spyro's expression to understand. And when he did, he couldn't help but laugh, "Ha ha ha, Spyro! Buddy! You thought I was trying to tell you that I loved you? No! Of course not!"

The purple dragon, who was kept in suspense for way too long, took in a deep breath and laughed with his friend, "Thank the chronicler! So, who were you going to tell me that you loved?"

The red male slowly became serious again, and took a couple silent seconds to build up his courage, "Spyro... we're best friends right?" Spyro nodded, the smile never leaving his face, "Well, I hope you can understand when I tell you... I love Cynder. And I think she loves me back, because we went on a date last night, and she-." He stopped when he saw Spyro's reaction. The purple dragon stopped moving completely. He didn't blink, he didn't breath, and hell, Flame couldn't even hear his heart beat anymore, "Uh, Spyro?"

Suddenly they were interrupted by the sound of a large double door swinging open, "We've come to a decision." Announced Terrador in his usual, demanding, deep voice. Spyro turned his head to face them, but the rest of his body didn't move. Not even his eyes. The guardians noticed this, and asked, "Is something the matter Spyro?"

Flame answered bluntly for him, "I just told Spyro that I love Cynder." Then he got up on all fours and walked away silently regretting his words. As he left the room, Flame didn't hear a single sound from anyone who was in the room until he was about halfway down the hall. He could tell it was Cyril's voice, but other than that, he didn't have a single clue as to what the old dragon was saying. And for some reason, he also didn't care. Flame had his eyes aimed at the ground in shame, so he failed to notice the bright pink dragoness running towards him with her head turned the other way. BLAM! They ran right into each other and toppled into a pile on the floor.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Let me help you up." The dragoness lifted Flame to his feet and dusted his hide, "Are you okay?"

When Flame gained his vision back, it being temporarily disabled by getting hit in the head, he gazed upon a beautiful pink dragoness with rosy cheeks from blushing. She was obviously embarrassed, "Yeah, I'm fine." He looked behind her and saw something he wished he didn't, "Why are you running from Cynder?"

Cynder was in full gallop, but when she noticed who Ember had crashed into, she took on a more relaxed stroll, "Hi ya Flame." She smiled sweetly. Flame was nervous, but managed a smile back.

Ember looked between them, and giggled, "Something happening between you two?"

The male looked at her and shook his head, "No! No we're just... you know... being friendly."

Cynder winked and mouthed, "Good save."

"So anyway, I was just playing a game of tag with Cynder. And that's why I crashed into you." Ember couldn't take her eyes off of him. It was like he was the only thing that existed.

"A game of tag huh? I thought Cynder was supposed to be one of those depressed, emo, goth dragonesses." Flame's little taunt didn't go over well with Cynder, making her growl slightly, but Ember giggled. Too bad Flame could only see Cynder's reaction. He stopped smiling and shook his head, "I shouldn't have said anything."

"No no! That was funny! So, Flame was it?" Flame nodded, "Do you wanna play tag with us?"

The red dragon thought about it, and glanced over at Cynder. She smiled and nodded, so he said, "Yes! This should be fun!" As Ember bounced away, Flame came up beside Cynder and whispered, "I told Spyro about... us."

She reacted badly, "What! What on earth were you thinking!" With an obviously furious expression, the dark dragoness stormed away in the direction of her room. Flame was left to chase after the distant pink form of Ember, unhappy about how this day was going. When he caught up to her, which was when she couldn't go anywhere because she had run herself onto a balcony by accident, Flame asked, "I never got your name. Could you tell me?"

Exhausted, she replied with a big smile, "Ember. Nice to meet you Flame."

"Well, Ember, I don't think I would've been able to catch you if it weren't for this here balcony. You're fast!"

"Thanks." She blushed again, blood wamring her cheeks. Then she looked around, "Where's Cynder?"

Flame's heart burned at just the sound of her name, "She's... busy. Told me to tell you that she had something important to do. Don't worry, she should be around soon."

There was an awkward air of silence between them, then Ember asked, "Uh Flame?"

"Yeah?"

"Tell me seriously. How much do you like Cynder?"

This made the fire dragon kind of nervous, "Is it really that easy to tell?" She nodded fiercely, "Well... truthfully? I think I might be obsessed."

For some strange reason, this made Ember suddenly become a little sad, "Really?... Oh..." Once again, that damn awkward silence.

Flame chuckled and ruffled his wings, "It's really powerful isn't it."

"What?" Asked Ember curiously.

"Lust."

Ember nodded as if she could relate.

Spyro was talking to the guardians, when Cynder burst into the room, "I heard you from the hallway. You're talking about Flame and me right?"

The male dragons in the room were all quiet. Then Spyro started, "I-I'm sorry Cynder. I didn't know there was something going on between you and Flame. If I did, I wouldn't have tried all those moves on you. If you want me to never go near you again..."

"No!" Cynder cried. She pounced towards him and tackled him into a hug on the ground, "I love you Spyro! I was just... experimenting. You think Flame was the only one? I tried practically all the males in Warfang! But none of them, came even close to you." She planted a huge wet kiss on his lips, hoping it would help strengthen her statement.

When she separated from him, the purple dragon started laughing, "Are you serious? All the males in Warfang?" She nodded, a smile on her face, "Well, now I've got ask. Did you, mate with any of them?"

"Never! I only tried them out. Like a shoe! I would only mate with the one I truly loved the most. And that's you Spyro!" She kissed him again and again, refusing to stop.

The purple hero chuckled while pushing her off of him, "Hey hey! Can't breathe here!"

She smiled and obediently sat on her haunches in front of him, "I didn't want to tell you because I thought you'd get mad."

Spyro shook his head, "Actually, I've got to be truthful with you. I actually tried out some other dragonesses. But like you, I found out that there was only one for me." He pointed a claw at her and said, "You."

The guardians smiled and said, "Aww..." As they kissed once again, this time it was a long loving one.

The evil presence of the dark creature scared away all wild-life as it traversed the forest. Taking lives seemed to come natural to it, since it did this dirty deed almost twenty-four-seven. This dragon left a trail of dead animals in it's wake. Even plants weren't spared, they withered up and died from just the feeling of him... or her. Anything that got close enough to tell, was vaporized and combined with the purple beast to make it stronger, "Where should I go first?" It wondered out loud, "To the temple!" The creature called in a comedic tone, "No, they might expect us there. I vote we move towards The dark one's palace." Argued a deep, evil sounding voice. Then the original echoing voice came back to say, "Both of you are wrong. We shall fly to Dante's Freezer and catch up with an old friend. He might be able to help us with our revenge." It opened it's wings, all the while the lighter, funnier sounding voice sucked up to the first one, "Ooo, good choice! You were always the smart one. I knew it from the very beginning." Suddenly the darker sounding one stepped in, "Shut up you stupid brat." It did.

End Chapter Two: Spyro and Cynder

Maz: Yes, this was a shorter chapter, but I promise to make the next one longer. I kinda have something to finish, like I said in my first chapter. I had an urge to continue this story though, so I stopped writing my other project briefly.

Latvia: You should get back to it before 'some one' notices.

Drane: Yeah, and he wont be pleased.

Maz: *gulp* I guess you're both right. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, review!